The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "You baby is young, but you have a lot of eyes, but you found out about this." ”

The others were speechless, did this person treat others as fools!

"Okay," Feng Qingli lifted his forehead and said with a slight headache: "I originally thought that if it was a serious demon hunter, I would take care of it a little, but looking at your appearance, even if you are a serious sect, you are also an expelled person." ”

The middle-aged man was shocked and said, "How do you know!" and then his expression changed, and he said, "Since this is the case, then I can't let you go." As he spoke, a peachwood sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Feng Qingli saw the peachwood sword, his eyes lit up slightly, and he secretly thought, this idiot has done something good. His figure was fluttering, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the middle-aged man and grasped the sword in his hand.

The middle-aged man hadn't come back to his senses yet, and Feng Qingli had already arrived. He saw Feng Qingli reach out to grab the sword, and a smile curled up on his lips. In his opinion, this peachwood sword has always been invincible, specializing in all kinds of demons and evils such as ghosts and ghosts, like this demon fox, he has already collected a few of them, and this one will not be an exception.

Feng Qingli naturally saw his expression, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a smile. If you really want to talk about it, in fact, Feng Qingli is different from Feng Moyan's demonic beauty, and he belongs to the kind of man who is as beautiful as Yujia's son. But this smile is extremely demonic, but it looks like a fox demon. With a flick of his fingertips, the middle-aged man's hand hurt, and he let go of the hand holding the wooden sword. Feng Qingli caught the wooden sword and turned back to Luo Yanfei's side.

It all sounds like a hassle, but it's actually done in a split second. Baili Tuyang didn't even know when he left, he had already returned. But Baili Tuyang felt the flow of air. He looked at Feng Qingli, who had an extra sword in his hand.

Baili Tuyang said: "Master, this sword ......"

"That's right, it's in the same tree as your uncle's sword. Feng Qingli said with a smile, and then he looked at the middle-aged man: "Look at you like this, you stole this sword." I'll take back the sword first, and if someone asks you for it, you can just say that I took it. ”

The middle-aged man was still in shock, he couldn't understand why a monster touched such an evil thing but nothing happened.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the sky, "Criminal, don't hand over the treasure of the town gate you stole yet!"

The middle-aged man shuddered, looked at the sky, and a white-haired old man in the air, his face was full of anger and helplessness. The middle-aged man immediately knelt down, leaned over and said, "Master." ”

The old man slowly fell to the ground and said angrily: "I thought about the relationship between you and my master and apprentice, just expelled you from the master's gate, where did I think that you would steal the treasure of the town gate, do you know how much of a mistake you made!

The middle-aged man raised his head and said, "Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong, please ask the master to take the apprentice into the courtyard again." I wanted to use it to subdue the monster, but I was snatched away by the monster. ”

"What?" the old man was shocked, and said, "What kind of monster can control that treasure?"

The middle-aged man pointed to Feng Qingli and Luo Yanfei and his party, and said, "It's them." ”

When the old man saw Feng Qingli, his face was full of puzzlement. He asked slowly, "I don't know Your Excellency's name?"

The middle-aged man said loudly: "Master, what do you have to talk to them, wouldn't it be good to just accept them directly?"

"Get down on your knees!, what do you know!" said the old man, angrily.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, a trace of resentment flashed on his face, and it turned into respect in an instant.

"So you've seen my portrait. Feng Qingli smiled and said, "As you think, I am that person." I just don't know what kind of disciple you are?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately knelt down in fear and said, "The younger generation 'Hong' is called Hong Yu, see Master Zu." When the younger generation was young, he was fortunate to see the portrait of the grandfather once, and was impressed by the demeanor of the grandfather, and he still dare not forget it. ”

Feng Qingli smiled and said, "Are you juniors so good at talking now? This person is your apprentice?"

"Exactly. The criminals collided with Master Zu, and hoped that Master Zu would forgive. The old man fell to the ground and said.

Feng Qingli turned around and asked, "But listening to what you just meant, you have already expelled him from the sect, right?

"This ......," the old man was in a dilemma.

Feng Qingli smiled: "I see that you still regard him as an apprentice, and he may not treat you as a master." ”

The old man hurriedly said, "No, he is a good boy." ”

Feng Qingli glanced at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, and said, "Good boy, you said it decades ago, right? The sword in my hand is the best proof that his heart has changed, isn't it?" Then he looked at the old man and said, "You get up first, let me guess." You expelled him from the division because he killed innocents indiscriminately, and then he refused to accept it, so he went down the mountain and took away your treasures. Then you find out that something is wrong, and you know that the treasure of the town gate has been stolen, and you find the old peach tree, and the old peach tree guides you to come here to find him, right?"

The old man was stunned, this person was as if he had seen this scene happen with his own eyes.

Feng Qingli said with a smile: "I found that this place has a natural barrier, which is especially suitable for the cultivation of spirits, and it is impossible for people who do not break in to find this place at all." ”

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